Boobs

I looked at my wife with those bazoombas and just now asked her, how can you ever get anything done with those monsters hanging from your chest ? She smirked. I pondered strapping quarts of milk to myself and crawling under the car to change the oil briefly, but then she retorted "how do you ever get anything done with that thing between your legs ?" I reminded her of her three children and asked if she had any more questions. A silence ensued. Tweet